Date: Sat, 26 Dec 2009 15:23:46 -0500
From: E T
Subject: Kidnapped and caged Part II
Kidnapped and caged
by Eks
Copyright 2009 Eks ett12345@gmail.com
All rights reserved.
Disclaimer
If you are under the age of majority for the area you live in, offended by
gay sex or if stories depecting gay sex are illegal where you live please
stop reading now.
The following is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to characters or events
depicted below is merely coincidential. Safe sex is not used in theese
stories considering the circumstances. However, remember that the author
controls the story here and that is not the case in real life where too
many things can go wrong for you not to do it safely.
Any comments are welcomed. ett12345@gmail.com, I have only written a gay
sex story once before many years ago and am restarting now so please help
me get better ! Thank you for the feedback so far. If you have suggestions,
don't hesitate.
The story so far...
Alex, my straight flatmate, and I have were returning home from a pub
crawl. It was late, cold and rainy. We had to pee so we went into a dark
alley. Alex peed first. Then I went to pee and when I finished, Alex was
gone. I looked for him thinking it was a joke until 2 hooded men grabbed me
and then everything is a blurr until I woke up in a cage with Alex next to
me.
I'm 26, about 5 feet 11 inches tall. Brown hair and brown eyes. I used to
play hockey once a week and I work out a bit. Basically I'm relatively
defined, not tanned, no beerbelly (luckily !). Being a bit older, I've
passed my phase where I'm horny all the time, and I was surprised that
being close to an almost naked Alex didn't affect me as much. It was fine,
I suppose, since if I had been hard, I'd have seemed a bit sick considering
the situation.
Alex on the other hand was 20, my flatmate from university had been a
soccer player since he was six. With a light tan, a really hot sixpack. He
had defined muscles, but wasn't big. He was just the right size. His tight
black boxers, or what were left of them considering we'd been wearing the
same underwear, and only underwear, for the last few days at least, hid
little of his big cock and balls. He was smooth all over, like me, but he
was all natural (I waxed). The fact he hadn't shaved in a few days made him
look even hotter.
We spent a week drenched in very bright light which made it hard to
sleep. Then we spent some more time in total darkness. Our captors were
clearly toying with our minds.
In the end, Alex was so horny that he simply jumped on me and fucked me for
a while. Our seclusion was taking its toll and in the end, it was the best
fuck of my life. Afterwards we just looked into each others eyes and kissed
each other before falling asleep. Our captivity was a bit less dire at that
moment.
Chapter IV : Its getting cold.
We fell asleep that night and slept like babies. Alex was holding me in his
arms and I think at that point it was almost a dream come true. The only
thing making it unreal were the bars surrounding us and the collars around
our necks which were still linked together. Our boxers were laying in a
corner of the cage. They were spotted with cum and ripped a bit
everywhere. They weren't really of any use to us now.
When we woke up the next morning the lights were back on. It wasn't like
the first week. The light was now bearable after a few minutes of
adaptation (we had been in the dark a whole 7 days after all) and it seemed
like an almost normal day was about to start.
The hooded men came in with plates of food as they usually did. They
replaced the full bowl with an empty one. We had gotten used to eating what
they served now even if it wasn't the most appealing of meals. At least it
was filling and didn't taste THAT bad. We only had one bowl though so Alex
and I had to share.
After eating, we cleaned each other with tap water. We were starting to
stink a bit since we hadn't had a shower in about 2 weeks. I guess we were
getting used to each other's smells. I actually felt like Alex smelled
quite good, but that might just have been a biased opinion.
As the day went on, we barely spoke. It had been at least 2 weeks since our
capture now and there was little we could speak of since we didn't want to
bring up the past and feelings related to it. We held hands alot, and I
loved gazing into his deep brown eyes. I kissed him on the lips, still
expecting him to push me back, but he wrapped his arms around me and pushed
his tongue inside my mouth. I smiled when our lips parted and started
giving him a back rub.
«Is it me or is it getting cold in here ?» The sound of his voice broe the
silence that had been omnipresent between us for several days. His voice
was even smoother than I remembered it. I cleared my throat to answer.
«I... I think you're right.» I answered, and the sound of my own voice gave
me the chills. I had almost forgotten what I sounded like.
I stopped my backrub and let my hands run down Alex's torso. His six pack
had waned a bit from lack of training. We weren't getting fat though since
we were being fed just enough for the calories we were spending every
day. We both were getting pale from the lack of sunlight, but I still
thought Alex was the hottest guy I ever had spent a night with.
I kissed him on the cheek, he gestured for me to come sit in front of
him. I obeyed, even if it was tough moving around with the collars being
leashed together so tightly. I sat down in front of him and he held me
close to him. His arms were wrapped around my chest, under my armpits and
he kissed me in the neck and whispered «Keep me warm.»
«Anything you want. I've been dreaming of this for too long.»
We sat there in silence for a while. The temperature was dropping steadily
but we were together, and that kept us warm.
Chapter V : The mysterious voice
Even though we held on tight to each other to keep ourselves warm, I don't
think we could have lasted long under the circumstances. Whoever was
calling the shots knew that, and the temperature rose the next day. It was
as if he simply wanted to make a statement « I'm the boss, I control
everything. » I also had this odd feeling that it also meant controlling
us.
« Wake up boys !» the voice ordered.
I slowly opened my eyes. I was feeling groggy as I always do in the
morning. Oddly enough, after 2 weeks of sleeping in a cage, waking up was
getting easier. I no longer relied on coffee to wake myself, and my body
was now used to that and thanking me for freeing it from the drug... even
if it was totally unwanted.
Alex stirred behind me, his hands skimmed over my nipples and chest as he
stretched and yawned.
« Good boys. Now, pay attention !» The voice was clear and full of
authority. It was suave and deep, but young at the same time. It sounded
incredibly sexy in its own way but also mysterious.
I am certain that both Alex and I looked looked around to see where it came
from. We gave up when we simply saw a speaker etched to the wall of the
room our cage was in. Were we going to get some answers ? We paid
attention, obeying to his order out of need and curiosity.
« Your training is going faster than I expected.» It began, « Soon, you
will be allowed to leave your cage to go and move around.»
I think I had never heard such good news. I started getting up (as much as
the cage size allowed) but Alex pulled on my arm and made me sit again. He
gestured to stop moving and listen.
« You will be allowed to go to the gym in the next room. There, you will
find training programs to get yourselves back into shape. As long as you
obey my orders, all will go well and you will even be happy here after a
while. If you disobey, I will break you. »
There was a brief moment where the speakers emitted static, then everything
died.
Alex and I remained silent a few minutes. He broke the silence.
«I'm not sure if I should think our situation is improving or getting
worst.»
The words rumbled in my head. All I wanted to do, and I did, was to wrap my
arms around Alex and kiss him. He returned the kiss clumsily, and fell
asleep in my arms. I looked at him, puzzled. We had just gotten up, how
could he fall asleep like a rock just like that ? I yawned. My eyes were
hard to keep open. I struggled a few seconds, then I followed him into
Morpheus' realm.
Chapter VI : The shower and the shackles
The headache when I woke up was incredible, I could barely concentrate. It
took a few moments for me to realise where I was. There was a gentle light
coming from spots in the ceiling, and the whole room was made up of beige
tiles. There were two drains on the floor, and two shower heads on the
walls, near the ceiling.
I quickly realised that the chain hooked to my collar no longer was tied to
Alex's. Instead, it was linked directly to the ceiling of the shower room
with enough length for me to move around. Alex's collar had no chain on it
now, but his hands were shackled to the ceiling, and his ankles to the
floor. He squirmed a bit, trying to free himself. He was incredibly sexy
doing that. I considered myself lucky to some extent. After weeks in a
small cage, I was now free to walk around a bit, a luxury Alex didn't have.
I ran my hands along my body, and through my hair. I noticed it was wet for
some reason, and my arms smelled very good. I smelled under my arm pits,
noticing the same odor of soap. Someone had cleaned me while I was sleeping
!
I looked around. There was a single metal door at farthest wall of the
shower. The room itself was rectangular. About 5 meters by 3. Alex was tied
in the very center. The ceiling was high and his arms were fastened
tightly. I approached him, and looked at him. His head was hanging down and
I could hear him snoring. Clearly, whatever had been used to put us to
sleep in the first place was far more effective on him than on me.
Even if the room was humid, he was perfectly dry. I figured whoever had
washed me hadn't bothered with him, which meant they would probably come
back soon. I was stressed, but curious at the same time. At first, several
scenarios of how I could free myself and Alex came to mind, all of them
were doomed of course. The chains holding us to the room were solid and
tightly bound to my leather collar and to Alex's newly installed iron
shackles.
I ran my finger around his left navel. He was naturally smooth, which was
great as far as I was concerned. I had never liked hairy guys, ironic
considering my own shag was starting to get really heavy after a few weeks
of not shaving it. My face drew closer to his chest, I took a deep
breath. He still smelled as if he had just worked out, he was all covered
in sweat (or was it just the humidity ? Who cares ?) and glistening gently
under the gentle light. I liked his left nipple and sucked on it
gently. His snoring soon ceased, replaced by a gentle moan. He was still
sleeping because of the drug used on us, but he could still feel.
I kissed and licked his chest gently. I wrapped my arms around his abdomen
and kissed my way from right in between his pecs slowly up to his
face. Since his head was dangling, I couldn't get a good lick at his neck
and throat, but that was alright. I gently pecked his chin and forced my
tongue through his lips.
After a few seconds, his own tongue reacted even if he was asleep. It
played gently with mine and I started thinking how amazing it would have
been wrapped around my 6 inch long cock. The thought quickly passed. He was
tied standing, and there was no way I could put my cock in his mouth. I had
to resolve to plan B. I released my hold on him. My hands gently caressed
his face. His «3 week» beard was rather short (another advantage of being
smooth, I figured) and made him look just a slightly bit neglected. My
hands soon started going down, caressing his chest and pecs. I gently
squeezed his right nipple, but he didn't react. His breathing was going
faster now though. I wondered if he was dreaming, or if it was just me
playing with his body that made him seem to tense up.
By now, I was fully hard, my cock was standing at attention and I could
feel it rubbing against his right leg as I concentrated on his chest. I ran
my hand over his gentle six pack. It was still there after 3 weeks, but
much less defined. I hoped it wouldn't disappear, then I remembered the
voice and the gym it offered. I smiled and started kissing each of his 6
abs, and then licking my way down his barely existant light brown treasure
trail. I knelt in front of his now hard 8 inch cock and kissed his head.
Alex was starting to wake up by the time I had his cock fully in my
mouth. I sucked gently at first, enjoying every moment as I could under the
circumstances. I held his ass with my hands, rubbing his ass cheeks as I
sucked and licked his 8 incher. I kissed the head of his cock a few times,
teasing him. I started licking his balls.
His eyes were wide open now and looking at me with a smile. «Ah man... !
That's a great way to wake up !»
Hearing his voice gave me a jolt. He was awake and enjoying what was
happening now. It wasn't just him needing sex, he had already fucked me
just for the sake of emptying himself. He was starting to want sex with a
guy now. I felt a bit proud in a sense, being the first one he ever had
done it with.
I looked up at him and smiled. Then I wrapped my lips around his shaft
again and deep throated him as best I could. He couldn't move so I had to
do the work, pulling back and front again as fast as I could, sucking and
twirling my tongue around the tip of his cock. His breathing was getting
faster, louder. He had started moaning until his body finally stiffened as
he ejaculated.
Even if he had done it a few days earlier, he still had alot of cum
squirting out. I tried keeping as much as I could in my mouth, but it
started dripping out. Alex smiled and jerked his bassin back just to let
his cock out of my mouth as he finished ejaculating. His last wave of cum
landed on my face. He looked down with a sly grin, as he used his still
hard cock to spread the liquid over my cheeks and around my mouth.
I was still on my knees, baffled. I hadn't expected him doing this. « I
have to admit, you gave me the best blow job I ever had.» I looked at him,
puzzled. His tone was odd. Different from the Alex I had enjoyed sleeping
with for the past few nights. He didn't seem as gentle as he had been the
past few days.
«Look, let's just get one thign right. I'm not really gay, and you know
it. You're my best friend and all, but I don't swing that way. Now, just so
long as you understand who's the boss... There's no problem in my book.»
I swallowed nervously, the last of the cum in my mouth went down, and
tasted even more bitter than the last chug. I looked at him and my mouth
opened in surprise. «Now, why don't you take that soap and wash me.»
... And I did.
To be continued...
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I'd like to take theese few moments to thank those who have commented on
the story so far. I'm glad to read your comments and get better. I'm also
mostly improvising this story as I go along and seeing where it brings me.
I'll appreciate any suggestions as well.